Chapter 315: abacus

When the two films really collide, Feng Nan can rely on this film to make a big difference, with the slogan of low investment and high quality, and maybe he will be able to back pressure on "Devil" in public opinion.
I can also use the same genre of "Revenge" movie as a shareholder, to promote "Revenge" to a higher status than the previous life.
Even if "Revenge" may be much less than "Devil" at the box office, as long as the reputation is made, it will be beneficial to your next movie.
The interview is drawing to a close at the premiere of "About I Love You".
Mo Anqi patrolled the hall, and whispered to Xia Chaoqun beside him:
"Sister Xia, Shu Peien didn't come."
This time the premiere ceremony, well-known film critics like Shu Payen should have also received the invitation letter, but he did not appear at the new film release ceremony.
When Jiang Se's films were released the first two times, he came and wrote a film review for Jiang Se, which made Jiang Se received more attention.
But this time Shu Payen did not come, I am afraid that many people will use it to make an article.
"Is he not very interested in this kind of love literary film?"
Xia Chaoqun's arms crossed his chest and said a few words to Mo Anqi. The interview came to an end. After going through the process, the lights in the theater dimmed and the movie began to show.
The screen was still pitch black. In the movie, there was a ringing of the phone, and soon after the phone was picked up, Jiang Senna sounded with a tired voice:
"Zhang Zhen, let's break up."
The opening of such a novel movie made many people feel a little fresh, and they became interested in this movie under the banner of "love".
As Zhou Wei's voice for breaking up in the movie fell, the screen suddenly lit up.
In the movie, there was a picture of a woman standing in front of a mirror combing her hair. At the same time, the sound of music followed. The hostess changed her clothes and was about to go out. She was going to attend the funeral of her ex-boyfriend.
The camera followed the heroine, and people around her were talking to her about ‘sorrow and change.’ From this opening scene, and everyone’s ‘comfort’ for the heroine, the audience had a general understanding of the heroine’s current situation.
She and the deceased male lead were a couple who had been dating for seven years. In the eyes of outsiders, the two had a very good relationship. They had been in a relationship for many years, and the only difference was a marriage certificate.
"I thought we would be able to drink your wedding wine soon."
This is the most spoken word among the guests who came to the funeral:
"How could such an accident happen."
At this time, Zhou Wei's face would show an awkward smile.
The people watching the movie knew the meaning of her smile, because before Zhang Zhen had a car accident, she had already broken up with Zhang Zhen.
Regarding Zhang Zhen's accident, Zhou Wei did not express her heartache. On the contrary, there was a feeling that she put away this sadness at the beginning of the movie.
It seemed that only an old friend who had known each other for many years had passed away, rather than losing a loved one.
When the audience saw this, they had a more direct position on the relationship between the two.
Zhao Rang didn't need to explain abruptly, but started from the subtleties. About five minutes after the movie opened, he explained the important things clearly.
In this movie, Zhao Rang used the light to the extreme and lost a person’s rental house. The sunlight spilled into the room through the window glass. The floating particles of dust in the air, the dark, depressed feeling, and Zhou Wei’s slender The figures are kneaded together, there is a strange tranquility that can be transmitted across the screen.
Different from the sequence of the budding, throbbing, blooming and fruiting of love movies, the flowers of love have already withered since the beginning of Zhou Wei and Zhang Zhen in "About I Love You".
But after Zhang Zhen died, Zhou Wei found traces of him in his life everywhere.
I thought I didn't love him anymore, I thought that love was always spent in trivial life and chores, but on her way home from get off work, when she passed the West Lake, she always remembered that she and Zhang Zhen had been there.
The love that was once thought to have passed, but bit by bit began to sprout with the familiar scenery.
The home furnishings remain the same as before Zhang Zhen’s death. The two rented a room and a living room. He was an illustrator and needed his own study. When renting the house, the two of them personally changed the small balcony. Become a study room of his own.
Zhou Wei remembered that a few years ago, when the two were in a good relationship, she always came in to accompany Zhang Zhen. At that time, he was painting and reading by himself.
Occasionally, when I was hungry in the middle of the night, I could cook a bowl of noodles, and the two shared to eat.
But I don't know when, she has gradually stopped accompany Zhang Zhen. She has been fed up with this kind of unchanging life, and she no longer enjoys the simple tranquility.
She pushed open the door of Zhang Zhen's ‘study’, and the furnishings inside had hardly changed. At that time, the wallpaper that the two of them posted together was a bit yellow.
Seven years ago, when the two rented this place, they obviously had so much anticipation for the future, but when did this anticipation gradually disappear?
Zhou Wei tilted her head to think about it. Maybe she thought that Zhang Zhen didn't understand romance and would never say anything about caring or loving her. He was too dull. He didn't even hold back when she mentioned the breakup.
He only has his dream in his heart. He is eager to fill the art gallery next to the West Lake with his paintings. His ideals are always in front of her. Therefore, on many important anniversaries, he may suffer from paintings. Draw and forget.
There is a small desk in the small space with a notebook that has been used for many years, and there are many drawings, which have been piled up in thick piles, and many of them have been painted before and packed by him. Get up and put it in the corner.
He had an accident very suddenly, and some things hadn't had time to clean up. The picture on the easel was only half drawn, and it seemed very scribble. Obviously, Zhang Zhen's mood was not calm when he painted this picture.
He doesn't have works every day, and he sometimes feels uneasy~EbookFREE.me~ When Zhou Wei looked through his previous works, he felt that he had neglected a lot of boyfriends in recent years.
When she thought Zhang Zhen ignored her, she was also ignoring Zhang Zhen's feelings.
She didn't know enough about him either, at least she didn't know, and he would sometimes fill a whole piece of sketch paper with her name.
Zhou Wei's expression slowly changed, as if she was a little evasive, she didn't dare to open these dusty memories anymore.
She walked to the desk, where the place was very narrow, just enough for one person to sit. She was thin and could not turn around when she sat in. When Zhang Zhen sat here, it was even more crowded.
Over the years, what supported him to persist in such a harsh environment should be his dream.
Thinking of this, Zhou Wei laughed, but his eyes were a little red.
She took a deep breath, bit the corner of her mouth, and raised her head.
The mottled ceiling above her head was already peeling paint, but when she looked up, she could see her name at a glance.